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1 Pakeha Abraham
 
2 She use to smoke a pipe and walked everywhere. She would never ride a horse.
She would walk through from Whatawhata to Ngaruawahia. When they were in a
hurry they would do the journey in one day. She always chuckled. When she
prepared food for any visitors that came suddenly she always has a spare tin of
corned beef and she put it in a pot of potatoes to make a stew and thickened
it with flour. If there weren't enough plates 2 or 3 people would share
plates and they would eat with mussel shells. And the stews were always
seasoned just with salt which was very tasty. She was treated like a kuia,
which is an honoured
name given to grandmothers who teach their grandchildren. The kuia has spoken
to her grandparents, her parents, her children and her grandchildren. She gave
all the information they needed about their tribe for 5 generations. She both
learned and taught.

Information obtained from John Apiti, 27 October 1996. 		Huirua
 
3 Pakaue was murdered. Pakaue
 
4 Married husband from Nga Puhi (Source unknown)

According to official documents husband was from Te Rawara in the North Island (Source: Marlene Vivian Jones). 		Paremoari
 
5 He couldn't speak English very well. There was a sting ray in the water and he chased the stingray. He said, I take my boot off, I take my pants off and dased the dingalee. APITI Hoani Pirika or Tohi
 
6 As told by John Apiti, Sunday, 8 June 2003, 8am

My grandfather joined the Church. The others wouldn't join the Church. The reason simply because you're not allowed to drink or smoke in the Church. They didn't care whose Church they joined as long as they could have a beer - they joined the Methodist. They never went near their own Church. My grandfather was the president of the Matakowhai branch. There were 300 members then.

I like you to know that I like anything as long as there is food. I lived to eat and now I eat to live. I suffer from constipation or bound up. It bothered me because I ate too much so I asked Dr Paiwai. Then he asked me, does it affect you. I replied, No. Then he said to me, Then go for it, I love to eat too.

Childhood
I was brought up by my grandmother (Ani Paki) and grandfather. My brother, who was older than me, was a sickly child. My grandmother came up and said to her daughter, I'm going to take this bay. She said you can't take care of him, you're blind. She said, If you can take care of the sick one it will take all your time. She said, I want him to be my eyes. She was very anxious that all of the grandchildren get educated. We stayed in our own place here.
I did enjoy my childhood. I was very healthy. Then I went to school. My folks were staying in the Orini gumfields so I went to Orini school. That was the only school at the time and we wrote on slates. We used to model things with pasticine. And while we were there was a boy, he was a bit of a bully. We went to school with Hori Paki and Maranga. We went across the paddocks from the gumfields. The fields were all ploughed up and we used to pick gum. This boy hit Maranga. Maranga in a rage cried because he was angry. Hori said to him, Swear at him. Marama swore at the Pakeha boy in Maori. The Pakeha boy laughed because he did not understand what he said. In the gumfields the hawkers used to come around on their buggy and sell crayfish to us...anything to us - hats, things like that. While we were there for a while my grandmother and grandfather came back here to Aotea, and while we were here for a little while my grandmother took very sick. They bought me a pair of boots and somebody stole the laces so I laced them with flax. In the middle of the night my grandmother said, Will you go and get Auntie Mihi at the back of the farm next to us (out in Aotea). When she asked me to go I put my boots on, put the flax in the laces and it took a while because I was scared of the dark and I had a little puppy. I got flax and tied it around the puppy's neck. My grandmother asked me again to get Auntie Mihi (she was talking Maori to me). So I went with my dog, my little puppy and headed into the black night. You couldn't see, it was so dark and black. When I got there, it must have taken me all night, I was about four years old. When we got out of the bush you could see a lot of stars. I knocked on the door but they were pretty hard to wake up. They said, Hello, what do you want (in Maori). In Maori I replied, Granny said you come right away. So she picked up one of the babies and put it on her back and she left. The bigger children piggy children piggy backed the other children and followed her. Then it started to become light in the early morning so we came back. We must have been walking slowly all night. When we got out going down the hill I started getting very sleepy. When we got home it wasn't so bad 'cos there was a lot of kiddies. From that time on my grandfather got the wagon ready, put my grandmother on it and headed to Makomako beach. The tide was out. We headed to Te Mata. When we got to Te Mata, hired a car, put the grandmother on it and headed to Hamilton. Put her in Hospital and waited for her there. This was the time we never came back. They had gone to Hamilton for one reason..so as to take the kids to school. When my father got there he got a job straight away. He worked right where the temple is now. There was a manure shed where he lived while digging the swamps behind. While he was there he got a job in the mill so he bought some timber and built a house in Higgins Road. We stayed in the gumfields for a while and came back to Hamilton. While we were in Hamilton we went to Frankton School. There was a lot of ponds and there were a lot of frogs. All the ponds had frogs in them. We used to go and catch the frogs. I didn't go. I couldn't be bothered with them. While we were there we went to where Uncle John Paki was (another of our Grandparent's). Auntie Rina was there (she married a Paki). While we were in Kopuku we went to Kokupu School. I worked for Henry Downing ( a returned soldier) milking cows. When we were in Frankton we started school proper where I got my school profiency (standard six) and from there we went to the college. My grandfather used to always say (Paddy Turnbull, John Ormsby and Uncle John Paki all went there)...We landed there in 1930 and a year later the earthquake broke the 2 floor school building down. It had no steel in it but it was cheap to build cheap thick foundations. But it was condemned. When I went on a rescue mission for my grandmother, because she was sick, I thought no-one would send a 4 year old kid for help...not for anything. It turned out, all ended well. It didn't cost me my life 'cos the wild pig was having a sleep, wherever he sleeps. I was certain the wild pig was hiding in the deepest part to hide from people, they were catching too many.
I never got up to mischief when I was at school but I must admit I was caned many times. Talking, not doing sums - at Frankton School. My teachers - primers - her name was Miss Derendzi. She taught the primers and she was a very good teacher. She would settle anybody down. Give the kiddies something to do and then teach. She used to walk to school every morning. I didn't used to have boots and I used to walk in the frost across the road on the grass. When I had boots I used to wear them through the water. A lot of us were walking to school bare feet. While we were there I learnt to play football, play marbles. I loved playing rugby. There were 600 kiddies at the time. When we got to Std 1 there was a lot of kiddies in our class. There was 56 girls and 40 boys and only 1 teacher. Miss Crowly was the teacher for primer 3. In the next class, Miss Morgan. She was crabby. And another one, Miss Fisher. She was a very attractive teacher. She wasn't teaching long before a farmer hooked her up. She was crabby too. They used the strap all day. We did our work. Not because the teacher was good but because the strap hurt. We are thankful for the strap too because by the time we got to the older classes the boys were pretty tough. Even the little boys would show no pain. The teachers got mad and tried to strap as hard as possible, of course it hurt but we pretended it didn't. When we got to Std 6 - our teacher was Mr McDonald. He was a major in the first world war. He always used to say he was going to shoot us all. He was growling all the time. We had a lot of caning there. He wasn't impressed with me at all. He said I wasn't worth teaching - I was a dunce. If you were any good you got an excellent - if you were passable you were mediocre. If you were excellent they gave you 95 points for all the subjects added up. If you were very good you got 85-95 - that was good. 75-85 they gave you good. Then there was passable - 75-85. When you got down to 50... passable. In my class they say one excellent, two very good, when you got three - pass, when you got four - fail. If you got five you fail altogether. On my progress report there were a lot of fives. When it came to examination for proficiency certificate the teacher said , It's not worth you sitting, you will never pass. He never gave me a paper. The Head Teacher walked pass and looked through the window at me sitting at the desk. He asked, Why aren't you getting on with your worked. He turned to Mr McDonald and said, Give him a paper. I gave them the biggest surprise they had in their lives. I got a very high pass. There were some very clever people who were very nervous. I showed how clever I was in arithmetic, mental. I picked all the hard sums first and worked 10 minutes for the hard sums. When we arrived back the next day he told me I passed. When I got home my grandmother, as usual, she was blind (brought me up in the dark) - she said, Did you pass. She said, Your sister said you're not good enough to sit the examination. They told my sister I caught up to them all. She said, No he wasn't good enough to sit. She got competency and I got full proficiency pass. When I got home I said, Here's the proficiency. My grandmother she went blind up to my mother's place. She showed my mother and they showed her the proficiency certificate. My sister burst into tears because she couldn't get it. My grandmother said I was going to the MAC. Two free year tuition (20 pound boarding allowance a year - paid by the government - plus the train fare) for a proficiency certificate. If you didn't have a proficiency certificate you have to pay yourself. At the time I left to catch the 9pm train I shook my grandfather's hands he said, E haere ana koe ki te MAC? Ae. He cried out loud because I was leaving. When I came back my grandmother said to me, when you left to go to the MAC your grandfather cried and I said you know your mokopuna's going to the MAC and you know they're going to be taught by the elders of the Church. Why did you cry. He said, I cried because he was gong tot he MAC and was going to be taught by the elders of the Church. When I got back for the holidays his memory was gone. He couldn’t remember me. We had a lot of fun...he'd shake our hands every time we went into the room. He'd ask, who are you? He'd ask our names and we'd tell him a name he didn't know. Before he died he asked Uncle John Paki to pray for him. There was a dark cloud around him. And then he recognised all of us. He had a noisy goitre on his throat. When he died we stayed for the funeral and went straight for Hamilton, to Palmerston North, Dannevirke, Hastings, where the MAC was. That was when I learnt all I knew. From then on I never learnt a thing. I was in the university of hard knocks.

UNCLE JOHN PASSED AWAY on Monday after Davis Apiti and Ken Rautangata found him lying in his Aotea home on the floor in the lounge. He was cold and suffering. He couldn't speak and we picked him up and put him back on to the couch. He wanted to talk but couldn't. Davis noticed a tear rolling from his left eye. That's when Davis knew that Uncle John knew that his time was near. Davis called the ambulance. Dr John came and assessed Uncle John. The ambulance turned up about 10-15 minutes later. Betty Bell was in the ambulance with Eva Rau. Ken drove the ambulance into Hamilton to the hospital. I (Davis) followed him through in the van. We contacted his son, Googie. Betty Bell said he had hypothermia and if we didn't find him he would have been dead. Unfortunately Uncle John passed away about 10am Monday morning at the hospital. He died peacefully. He's where he always wanted to be - with Heavenly Father. Although many tears have been shed, there is a peace and relief for Uncle John. His wish was that he wanted to die in his house, and we truly believe that, even though he went to hospital, he did die at home. by Davis Apiti 		APITI John
 
7 Sickly child. He had bronchial pneumonia as a child which slowed his progress significantly. 3 times he lost the power of speech. The time he learned to talk again it took him longer and he was 8 years old before he could converse understandably. The last time he was struck down by double pneumonia, penicillin was discovered and it effectively cured him on the first application. The consequences was that he learnt very slowly at school. In his 14th year he could scarcely read and did not understand what he was reading about. From then on he had very little more health problems. He was over his worst from then on. Even at the present time he cannot be taught that which is normal for intelligent people of the same age to comprehend anything that was delivered to him.

As told by his father, John Apiti, on Sunday, 8 August 1999 		APITI Mau Ki te Aroha Patuhuri
 
8 Permission given by Marge to show living details. 19 January 2008 APITI Te Mamae or Margie Te Mamae
 
9 He was a workaholic. He loved to work. He lived only in working terms. Axe
work, shovel work, spade work, any kind of farm-work or contract-work. He went
to work anywhere he would get a job. He lived where the Temple now stands. He
dug all the drains on the farm that was bought by the Church. Nobody else did
any work in that swamp. He opened up all of the drains. He would light his
lantern and work from dark to dark. He made hard work seem so easy. Many
people said he was a slave, but he was well rewarded financially. His tools
were kept very sharp, and he would spend all day to bring them up to the
required sharpness and he was a master at any kind of work. He was ten times a
better worker than all his children put together. He worked alone. No-one
could keep up to his pace and he was inferior to none.

As told by his son, John Apiti - Saturday, 19 October 1996.

Born in locality of Puketutu and Kakariki - varying records state different locations but John Apiti would like it recorded at Puketutu saying they are only a mile apart from each other. 		APITI Te Whatu or Whatu
 
10 Hapu: Ngati te Uru.
Lived at Puketutu Te Pirau and Hiruharama.
He was absent at Taranaki but during his absence his children lived at those places and his fences and kainga remained. 		APITI OR Te Apiti Abraham or Apiti te Ranga
 
11 Baptised by Baptised by Douglas Whatu Apiti 6/12/31
Confirmed by R Dean Baird 6/12/31

Can also be known as Te Irirangi Te Kanaiamo 		KARENA Te Irirangi
 
12 Blessed by Wiremu K Kawharu KAWHARU Ramera Matio
 
13 Died at a rest home in Auckland of diabetes and tb MAHARA Dick or Dixie Martin or
 
14 Had a bottle of whisky. When the boys came back from the movies they saw him
on the back of the truck and carried him into the pa and put him down. He was
already dead. 		MAHARA Rapirapi
 
15 Blessed by John Gilbert Paki MAIHI Karamu
 
16 Died when she gave birth to Maria. Possibly hemoerage or possibly heartbroken because father was "mucking around" MANAKURA Lucy Potae
 
17 She was recognised for her social work. The people of Hamilton really thought
a lot of her. Great friend to parliamentarians. She had the Queen's Medal.
Hers was for an OBE. She was recognised by the Rosicrusions who recognised the
good work that she done in public. They all helped her build a Maori hostel in
Frankton before World War 2, where Maori came to spend the night when visiting
patients in the hospital when they were sick. Hilda Ross, the parliamentarian,
and a member for Hamilton City, was her personal friend. She knew Peter Fraser,
Walter Nash, Sidney Holland - all Prime Ministers, and she was well known to
them. She was very conscientious. One of her greatest traits was that she was
able to make a meal out of nothing, which was always an economical masterpiece.
Everyone called her "Mum". The name was well earned. She
represented the women of Hamilton in a women's conference in Christchurch. The
women of that city gave her a prolonged applause when she announced that she was
the mother of 12 children. Someone left the conference room and came back with
a bunch of roses. The applause was thunderous.

As told by her son John Apiti - Saturday, 19 October 1996.

"Awarded MBE for excellent services rendered to the young Maoris while she was matron of the Maori hostel at Frankton"

(pg 56, ch 35 of unknown written source) 		PAKI Elizabeth te Oraihi
 
18 Has other marriages PAKI Hemi
 
19 HAS OTHER MARRIAGES PAKI Hoani Gilbert
 
20 HAS OTHER MARRIAGES PAKI Keiti te Hiapo
 
21 Also had other children

(Mother - ? Flavell)
Poaki (Patricia) Randall
She married Jim Te Huia

Benny Randall (M) aka
Benny Kata Te Uira Randall

then came Maria

(Mother: Belle Morris - buried at Kawhia Cemetry)
then came Michael and Johnny 		RANDALL Jack Patrick John
 
22 Blessed by Horace Hollingsworth RANGIAWHA Aroha Kahurori
 
23 Jack (Haki) - There was an authoress in Tauranga whose name was Joyce West, who was the daughter of the first school master of the Makomako School. She wrote about Jack and she said she has never known a kinder man or more considerate especially with animals. And in her comments she and her sister Ruth used to ride on horseback to Kawhia once a week to collect mail and groceries while her parents stayed home and taught in the Makomako School. I recall his dogs were most obedient and he merely called his dogs by name and they would be alert and they used to drive cattle from Makomako all the way to the sale yards in Frankton. All the returned soldiers living on the settlement used to let him take their cattle to the Makomako sale yards. And often when he was cuaght in a storm he would leave his dogs to take care of the cattle. The dogs would get quite used to looking after the cattle on the road. His doges were so obedient. I asked him how did he teach his dogs to be so well trained. He told me 'never hit your dog, your dog will never be afraid of you'. He had one horse - its name was Queenie. This horse would break his heart for her owner Jack. He never ever touched this horse with a stick. He would just call her name quietly. It would just put its head down quietly and pull anything for Jack. The obedience from the animals was quite remarkable.
He joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. He was already a meek and humble man. He was ordained an elder by President John E Magleby on his 3rd mission to New Zealand. John E Magleby had become a Maori linguist who spoke the language fluently.
Jack married Miri. They had 3 children. The eldest was Mere, the 2nd was Eliza and the 3rd was Robert. They were loved deeply by their parents. They recipricated their regards for them and they lived happy, laughed a lot and a very close family.
They were ideal parents. They were kind to every creature, to their neighbours which included returned soldiers from the 1st world war.
He is one person that I could only remember the best things that I had observed.

As told by John Apiti (Monday, 10 July 2000) 		TAUIRA Moeparu Tuawhenua
 
24 Died of a hernia - after her operation - Labour Weekend TOEHAU Pukiri
 
25 used father's christian name as surname TURINUI Paekaka Pohutuhutu Rauroha
 
26 When she died she was taken to the cemetary. When they arrived back to the pa
Ngarongo died so there was a prolonged tangi. 		WETE Te Wai
 
27 n WHATU Peter Mahanga
 
28 Died from cancer of the pancreas.
Awarded a scholarship to study at a university in the United States. He married an American girl and they had two children but unfortunately Ron died a young man. 		WHATU Ronald Lawrence
 
29 Died of Heart & Liver complications. Never left the hospital. Mother did not
know where Big Yee was born until father died and Po Hoi showed her where the
cemetary was. 		WONG Big Yee, Miss
 


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